Ye Fan looked at Duanmu Feng with cold eyes: "Why do you think I have a template?"
"Xiong Tianjun gave it to me?"
He asked back: "Let's not talk about whether Xiong Tianjun has a template. Even if he actually casts it, do you think he will give me his hard work?"
"It seems that Dr. Ye Shen is too busy to understand the outside news."
Duan Mufeng chuckled lightly: "Now all parties know Xiong Tianjun's identity, and they also know that you saved their couple and even fell out with Mrs. Dong Wang."
"Xiong Tianjun is a hot potato. He has endless troubles. Without great benefits, how could Dr. Ye protect him?"
"Even if Doctor Ye is a kindhearted doctor, why should the Wei family make enemies on all sides for a loser?"
"Doctor Ye may not consider the benefits, but the Wei family will definitely not be able to afford it early. The reason why he protected Xiong Tianjun is obviously because he got something good."
"Doctor Ye, there are only two of you in this restaurant, so there is no need to hide it in front of me."
He looked at Ye Fan and said softly: "This would be very boring, and it would also make Miss Tang dangerous."
These are really fine people.
Although Ye Fan thinks Duanmu Feng is hateful, he has to say that Duan Mufeng is very thoughtful and can find out the truth through clues.
Duanmu Feng struck while the iron was hot: "Doctor Ye, if you give me the template, you are not only helping Miss Tang, but you are also helping yourself."
Ye Fan sneered: "Help myself?
You are a threat."
While talking, he took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times with his fingers to send a message.
"Doctor Ye is just kidding."
Duan Mufeng smiled brightly: "Businessmen, what matters is the transaction between you and me. How can you buy and sell by force?"
"Let me tell you why it's called helping yourself."
"First, you are a doctor with first-class medical skills, but you have no financial knowledge. Printing money is a huge problem for you, and it is difficult for you to operate even with a template."
"Don't even think about giving the template to Ye Tang. Ye Tang is also one of the cornerstones of China. If it uses this thing to operate, it will become an international public enemy."
"Second, you should know that this template is a hot potato, and countless forces are staring at it with murderous intent."
"In addition to Emgrand Bank, there are also Crocodile Bank and Red Shield Bank. They are also determined to win. I guess they have also sent people to Baocheng."
"Compared to my politeness and warm respect, they are more accustomed to talking with swords and guns."
"You will definitely get killed if you hold the template, and maybe the Wei family will also fall into the whirlpool.
"Third, you have a life-and-death grudge against Emgrand Bank."
"Although I am personally grateful to you for killing Duan Muqing and giving me the opportunity to become general manager, Emgrand Bank will never forget this blood feud."
"Emgrand Bank can't deal with you in China, but that doesn't mean it can't instigate other forces to do it."
“And can you guarantee that you and your family will never leave the country for the rest of your life?
This is completely impossible, you see you are in a treasure city outside the country now."
"So by handing the template to Emgrand Bank, Duanmu Qing's grudges can be resolved."
"On behalf of Emgrand Bank, I can assure you that as long as you give me the template, the grievances between Emgrand Bank and you will be wiped out."
"Look, there are three huge benefits. Isn't this helping you?"
Duan Mufeng clearly explained the pros and cons to Ye Fan, and also acted as if he was thinking about Ye Fan, showing the demeanor of the general manager of Emgrand Bank.
"What you said is indeed very nice, but it cannot change the nature of the threat to me."
Ye Fan snorted coldly: "Instead of handing over the template in exchange for Tang Ruoxue, I might as well keep you in exchange."
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Duanmu Feng's throat with his hand, his fingers carrying a breath of death.
"Doctor Ye, we can discuss the business slowly. There is no need to fight or kill."
Feeling Ye Fan's fierce murderous intention, Duanmu Feng's eyelids couldn't stop twitching, and then he smiled and regained his composure: "Besides, although I am the nephew of the Duanmu family and the general manager, I am just a puppet to Emgrand Bank.
"
"Whether I exist or not, whether I die or not, is insignificant to the Duanmu family and Dihao Bank."
"Duanmuqing is dead, I am Duanmufeng, Duanmufeng is dead, and there is Duanmuxiong. The ruthlessness of wealthy families is no joke..." "There is no point in killing me. I am not as valuable as one-tenth of the template. On the contrary, it is Miss Tang."
Irreplaceable for you."
"If I die, the Duanmu family won't even cry, and a new manager will take over the next day. But if Miss Tang dies, won't Doctor Ye be sad?"
"I thought, this is impossible."
"It is rumored that Divine Doctor Ye even gave up the medical competition for Miss Tang's safety. This shows that you are deeply devoted to Miss Tang."
He also picked up the red wine: "Miracle Doctor Ye, let's use the template to replace him."
"Substitution is OK, but I want to hear Tang Ruoxue's voice first, and I want to get through her phone."
Ye Fan gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, who knows whether what you said is true or false?
Maybe Tang Ruoxue has been killed by you long ago."
He had a look of helplessness on his face, and seemed to know that there was no point in strangling Duan Mufeng, so he could only retreat and compromise.
"This is not difficult. I can put you in touch with Miss Tang."
Duan Mufeng took out a mobile phone: "But Doctor Ye needs to agree to one condition. No warnings or reminders, only daily greetings."
He smiled faintly: "Otherwise the disaster will befall Miss Tang faster."
Ye Fan shouted: "Stop talking nonsense and contact Tang Ruoxue immediately."
Duan Mufeng dialed a number, and after a moment, he put the phone in front of Ye Fan and pressed speakerphone.
"Hello -" a familiar but wary female voice quickly came from the other end of the phone: "Who is this?"
It was Tang Ruoxue whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
Ye Fan's face was suddenly filled with joy: "Ruoxue, Ruoxue, it's me, Ye Fan, are you okay?"
Tang Ruoxue was stunned at first, then happy, and then said in an indifferent tone: "Is something wrong?"
"No, I just wanted to ask how you are doing lately."
Ye Fan didn't bother with the woman's tone, and still said happily: "Where have you been recently?
When are you coming back?"
"I'm traveling to relax, and I won't be able to go back for a while."
Tang Ruoxue looked hesitant and said, "Is there anything else?
It's okay, I'll hang up. There's been a typhoon here recently, the signal is not good and the power is often out..." "Come back early..." Ye Fan shouted anxiously, but in the middle of the sentence, Duan Mufeng cut off the phone and then put away the phone.
Come back.
He looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "Mr. Ye, the conversation just now is enough to prove that Miss Tang is still alive and well."
"But this quiet life is coming to an end soon. In three days at most, Yuwen Lang will find her location."
He reminded: "Ms. Tang's life and death, please be more concerned about Doctor Ye."
"The template is not in my hands. I have to go back and ask Xiong Tianjun tonight."
Ye Fan clenched his fists: "Don't worry, as long as Xiong Tianjun really has the template, I will definitely trade it with you for Tang Ruoxue."
"Yeah?"
"Okay, then I'll give Doctor Ye two days?"
Duanmu Feng looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "But I would like to ask Divine Doctor Ye to know that it is not whether there is a template, but it must be there."
"Okay, I'll give you the template in two days."
Ye Fan picked up the red wine and drank it in one gulp, then overturned the chair and left... As soon as he stood at the door of the hotel, a white Hummer drove over.
Ye Fan opened the car door and got in, and the car left with a whoosh.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared in Wangzi Garden.
He strode into the hall and saw Zhao Mingyue coming down from the second floor.
He rushed over in a hurry: "Madam, have you traced the whereabouts of Tang Ruoxue's phone?"
While in the restaurant, Ye Fan sent a message to Zhao Mingyue, asking her to help monitor the communication messages between Duan Mufeng and Tang Ruoxue.
Last time, Zhao Mingyue took Ye Tianci's tracker to counter-track it. Although she did not inform Ye Fan of the final result, she also let him know that she had her own channels.
“Binguo, Treasure Island, Biyuan Resort.”
Zhao Mingyue handed Ye Fan a note: "She should be here."
"Thank you ma'am!"
Ye Fan was overjoyed, hugged Zhao Mingyue, and then went out like a whirlwind.
Zhao Mingyue couldn't help shouting: "Ye Fan, where are you going?"
"Help!"
Ye Fan left without looking back. Soon, he drove his car and disappeared into the night.
Zhao Mingyue frowned with endless worry.
At this moment, Ye Tiandong stood beside her, held her hand and sighed: "He is in trouble."
Zhao Mingyue looked very anxious: "Tiandong, I'm afraid something will happen to my son, please help him quickly."
"I have a vague feeling that this incident is directed at Ye Tang, so Ye Tang cannot use his power."
Ye Tiandong shook Zhao Mingyue's hand: "But don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him."
Then, he turned around and went upstairs to his room, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number that he only remembered.
The call was quickly connected, and an indifferent voice came: "What's the matter?"
Ye Tiandong whispered: "Shadow, protect my son..."
